The Wudang Junior Master

"Let's go to the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

"Yes, the old Taoist priest personally called your name."

In the room, Zhou Meng was drinking tea while Zhang Wuling was standing with his hands in his pockets.

Zhang Wuling was not surprised by what his advisor Zhou Meng said. After all, he had already known about it through some information.

Although his coming to this world seems to have stirred up some things and changed some things, the fate of some of the original characters in the world will still more or less follow the established direction.

For example, Zhang Chulan, his appearance would definitely attract the attention of the Tianshi Mansion.

Zhang Wuling thought about it and nodded, "Since the old Heavenly Master has chosen me, then I must go. But Master, I want to bring someone else with me."

Zhou Meng was not surprised and asked, "You want to take Wang Ye with you?"

"Correct."

"I say, why do you keep bothering Xiao Wang?"

"Master, look at what you're saying. What do you mean by 'trouble'? This is experience." Zhang Wuling said seriously, "What's more, I'm here to guide you. Are you still worried?"

"I'm worried." Zhou Meng didn't give any face.

"Don't worry." Zhang Wuling came over and patted Zhou Meng's shoulder. "Master, although Wang Ye has only been a formal disciple for a short time, he has actually been raised under the training of my Wudang since he was a child."

There was nothing wrong with that, Zhou Meng nodded in agreement.

"Wang Ye's strength is not bad among the younger generation. Letting him go out and interact with others is better than sleeping in the mountains all day."

Zhou Meng turned a blind eye and said, "You have a point, kid. I have no objection to you taking Wang Ye to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony, but there is one thing."

"Master, please tell me." Zhang Wuling pounded his shoulders even more flatteringly.

Zhou Meng took a sip of tea and said, "If either of you reveals Fenghou Qimen, you won't have to return to Wudang."

Zhang Wuling nodded and said, "I understand. We will never cause any trouble for our sect."

"wrong!"

"Ah?" Zhang Wuling was stunned. "Wrong again?"

Zhou Meng pondered for a moment and said, "You two, anyone can do it, find a chance to stir up this trouble."

"No." Zhang Wuling was confused. "Master, didn't you say that if we expose Fenghou Qimen, we can't return to Wudang?"

Zhou Meng snorted, "I'm the leader. I can tell anyone to come back and anyone to leave with just one sentence. Isn't that just a matter of one word? Idiot!"

"Well, this disciple knows about this, but why did he do this?"

Zhou Meng glanced around a few times before he said softly, "Boy, you will be the pillar of Wudang in the future. Master, I won't hide it from you, but I'm telling you, don't tell anyone, not even Wang Ye."

Zhang Wuling was surprised. Seeing his master like this, it seemed that something had happened again.

"Master, what's going on?"

Zhou Meng turned on his cell phone, clicked on something, and then handed it to Zhang Wuling.

"See for yourself."

After Zhang Wuling took the phone, he found that it was a chat between him, the old Taoist priest and Zhao Fangxu.

After a long time, Zhang Wuling frowned slightly and returned the phone to Zhou Meng.

Zhang Wuling knew some of the contents in the mobile phone, but there was also some information that he knew for the first time.

It is said that in "Under One Person", the older generation is more passionate, while the younger generation is more calculating.

But people like Zhou Meng and the old Taoist priest who have come through the war years are still in charge of a sect, so they certainly don't lack in strength and wisdom.

What’s even more frightening is that these older generations can mobilize far more resources and power than the younger generation.

Zhou Meng took the phone and deleted the message. "Got it? This time, you're participating in the Luotian Grand Ceremony. Not only was you personally selected by the Old Heavenly Master, but Director Zhao also personally requested you. Furthermore, Wudang can't escape this matter, but we can't openly intervene personally either."

"I understand. I understand." Zhang Wuling nodded.

Zhou Meng said, "After this is over, you and Wang Ye should return to Wudang. It would be good to give Wang Ye some experience. He'll easily neglect his studies if he stays in the mountains."

To be honest, it’s best not to let the executor know about this matter.

But unfortunately, Zhang Wuling's strength is a little bit beyond the limit, and if some things are not explained clearly, accidents may easily occur.

"Okay, Master, don't worry, there will be no accidents with me here." Zhang Wuling promised.

"I hope so." Zhou Meng drank his tea calmly.

After leaving his master Zhou Meng's residence, Zhang Wuling went straight to the place where his disciples usually practiced martial arts.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Taoist Yunlong beating Wang Ye.

Zhang Wuling, like many of his fellow disciples, was no longer surprised by this situation.

It would be really strange if one day I didn’t hear or see Taoist Yunlong beating Wang Ye.

"Hey, senior brother, you are beating Wang Ye again." Zhang Wuling came over and greeted him.

Taoist Master Yunlong grabbed Wang Ye's collar and turned to say, "This brat gets sleepy as soon as he practices. He doesn't look like a young man at all!"

Wang Ye had a bruised face and nose, but he didn't care at all. He even smiled and greeted him, "Hello, Junior Master."

Zhang Wuling walked over, pulled Wang Ye towards him, and said with a smile, "Brother, the Luotian Grand Ceremony is about to begin. Master told me to take Wang Ye out to see the world. I've taken him with me. Don't worry, I'll definitely help you educate him well."

Taoist Master Yunlong heard this, glanced at Wang Ye's expression, and nodded, saying, "Since Master has spoken, I have no objection. However, I will have to trouble you to worry about me along the way."

"We are all from the same school, so it's polite to say that."

After saying something to Taoist Master Yunlong, Zhang Wuling carried Wang and walked towards the courtyard.

On the way, Wang Ye scratched his head and said, "Junior Master, am I going to the Luotian Grand Ceremony too?"

"Why, you don't want to go?" Zhang Wuling asked back.

Wang also shook his head: "That's not the case, it's just that since you've gone, it wouldn't make much sense for me to go too."

If you don't go, who will take the blame?

Zhang Wuling narrowed his eyes and began to bluff, "You can't say that. I heard that this Luotian Grand Ceremony is very lively and many masters will be participating. This is a great opportunity to broaden your horizons."

"Besides, if you stay in the mountains, you'll be beaten by your master all day long. If you come down from the mountain, won't you be free and at ease? How great is that?"

Wang Ye rubbed the bruises on his face and suddenly asked, "Junior Master, do you know about the recent buzz outside about one of the Eight Great Skills, the heir of the Qi Body Origin Stream, a man named Zhang Chulan?"

Zhang Wuling glanced over and said, "You're quite well-informed, kid. What do you know?"

"Hmm, I can't say I know anything, but I just have a feeling this trip... is going to be a trap."

Zhang Wuling was shocked: "Fuck, is this little bastard so intuitive?"

Then I thought that Wang also knew numerology and Fenghou Qimen, so it seemed reasonable that he could sense something.

"Wang also."

"Ok?"

"You didn't count anything, did you?"

Wang Ye was surprised and asked, "No, why do you ask?"

Zhang Wuling looked at Wang Ye, who was full of energy and vitality, and probably didn't bother to think about any messy things.

It seems that his existence still has some impact on the people around him.

Zhang Wuling felt relieved, smiled, hooked his arm around Wang Ye's shoulder, flicked his sleeves and strode forward.

"Hahaha, it's okay, just relax. Let's go down the mountain with our uncle and have a good time!"

"Hey, Junior Master, don't pull me, I can walk by myself."